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First Manchester@ (YG52 CCX) a Wright Electrocity demonstrator, captured here on loan and being used to trial use on the Metroshuttle service in Manchester City Centre.
© Christopher Lowe.
Date: 16th June 2006.
Ref No. 0012868/CL.
Dress: CHU-ING. Teach Me. Dress Mint
Choker: CHU-ING. Teach Me. Choker Mint
Hair: [^.^Ayashi^.^] Kanna hair
Headdress: [^.^Ayashi^.^] Natsumi headdress(Light set)
Ears: + Arctic Bento Neko Ears + {aii}
Tail: + Arctic Bento Neko Tail + {aii}
Head: =ASR= Sophia aeon Head
Body: =ASR= Sophia Pathos Body+Tattoo(1.5 for bento)
Decor:
+Half-Deer+ Dreamrose Princess Bed - Blush Pink (PG)
+Half-Deer+ First Class Kitty - High-Tech Yarn - Snow
+Half-Deer+ First Class Kitty - Luxury Toys - Snow
+Half-Deer+ First Class Kitty - Open Suitcase - Pale
+Half-Deer+ First Class Kitty - Luggage - Ice Cream
{moss&mink} Suitcase Lounger
{anc} feather chips {moon} / DROP(MOVE:SPIN) 2Li
Location: BACKDROP CITY
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...which covers the mountains like a fine icing. I was so deeply impressed when I stood in front of this massive mountain face and below me the turquoise mountain lake, which brought out all its beauty. Why am I here again on this beautiful place of peace and serenity? I needed the fresh mountain air to give my soul the liberation it was crying for. Since Roco is no longer with us, sadness and an inner emptiness surrounds me. The pure mountain air and the fresh spring water fill my soul with new, unused strength that I need now like nothing else in the world. This place encloses my heart with the peace and serenity I so desperately needed. I am so grateful that I was able to share and experience these unforgettable moments up there and so close to the mighty mountains with my two sons. What could be nicer in the world than being in an environment where your heart warms up?
I had to free myself from the pain of losing our beloved companion Roco and went where he would have definitely liked to be. I want to give him that honor and a piece of heaven that he can watch over us. I was so close to him up there. Tears flow down my cheeks...
This is my world, this is my place where I can find peace and listen to my inner voice. Thank you all my dear friends to be part of this what happened to me. Thank you for listening, thank you for your precious friendship.
I love places that remind me how small me and my problems actually are.
I am never lost in the mountains, it is where I found myself.
The mountains gave me the peace I was looking for.
The mountains gave me the dreams I needed.
Now We Are Free
In Canada, the First Nations (French: Premières Nations) are the predominant indigenous peoples in Canada south of the Arctic Circle. Those in the Arctic area are distinct and known as Inuit. The Métis, another distinct ethnicity, developed after European contact and relations primarily between First Nations people and Europeans.[2] There are 634[3] recognized First Nations governments or bands spread across Canada, roughly half of which are in the provinces of Ontario and British Columbia.
Under the Employment Equity Act, First Nations are a "designated group", along with women, visible minorities, and people with physical or mental disabilities. First Nations are not defined as a visible minority under the Act or by the criteria of Statistics Canada.
North American indigenous peoples have cultures spanning thousands of years. Some of their oral traditions accurately describe historical events, such as the Cascadia earthquake of 1700 and the 18th-century Tseax Cone eruption. Written records began with the arrival of European explorers and colonists during the Age of Discovery, beginning in the late 15th century. European accounts by trappers, traders, explorers, and missionaries give important evidence of early contact culture.[9] In addition, archeological and anthropological research, as well as linguistics, have helped scholars piece together an understanding of ancient cultures and historic peoples.
Although not without conflict, Euro-Canadians' early interactions with First Nations, Métis, and Inuit populations were less combative compared to the often violent battles between colonists and native peoples in the United States.
Source : en.wikipedia.org/wiki/First_Nations
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It's silly o'clock and I slither out from under the bed clothes, lit only by the LED on the clock. Its cold, the heating hasn't fired up yet. I quickly put on my clothes, specially laid out for speed. I hurry downstairs (we don't live in a bungalow you know!!) Gathering up all my gear I have placed by the door, I call upstairs.... Byeeeee, see you later. I'm off to the car. I have to scrape the frost from the windscreen; I think this is a good sign. I set off into the darkness, looking over the hedge where ever I can for any sign of the mist. Suddenly I hit a pocket... my heart skips a beat... so, it's about!!!!!
I pull into the little gravel car park at the bottom of Martinsell Hill. By this time there is just a smidge of light in the sky, you can see outlines of trees and hedgerows shooting off into the darkness. Switching off the headlights, my eyes take a few seconds to adjust. I set off through the gate and now for the climb up the hill. I know there are cows in the field as every five or six footsteps it feels a little squelchy underfoot :o(.. It's OK, I have my walking boots on and spares in the car :o). I head up the hill, Pewsey Vale on my left and a small wood on my right. Sometimes there’s a Raven just beginning to croak good morning at me ( I love that sound ) but not this morning, but as always there’s a Tawny Owl telling me it's his wood, sometimes the female adds her support !! All of a sudden a cow stands up in front of me from its overnight sleeping place, I nearly wet myself. It's still too dark to clearly see, but I hate using a torch, it spoils the mood. I have a chuckle and press on. I round a corner on the hillside and cross a stone-age flint quarry, the only tell tale sign these days is when the sun finally rises and the light dances off the hillside, it looks like the surface of a giant golf ball. I wonder if thousands of years ago Stone Age people sat here knapping flint for arrow heads and watched the sun rise, as I will!! Must press on, the sun won’t wait, every minute there is more light. I reach my chosen spot, heart pounding, as much from the excitement of what could happen, as from the walk up the hill. Unpacking all the kit and setting it up all takes time, checking and re-checking the settings. By now the mist is really starting to form, lying in hollows and collecting around trees. A buzzard calls somewhere, I don’t even look up, I just love the fact it made the hairs stand up on the back of my neck. Within minutes the sun pops over the far side of the vale, and sprays its rays over the mist, clipping the tops of the trees.
It’s then that I know.... silly o’clock wasn’t so silly :o)
If you get this far, well done.... if not, sod ya..... lol ...
To chase the sun,
up at 5am,
load the car,
hit the road,
*East*
chasing the sun,
watching the horizon,
headed to the lake.
Cold morning,
gloves in hand,
now clouds rolling in,
no dramatic showing,
but a show nonetheless,
beautiful -
as the wind picks up,
sending ripples through the water,
making it appear as ice,
first light starting to color the sky,
reflected in the water,
all this -
sneak peeks at what it's like,
just before the day comes alive.
Pennsylvania, US, November 17, 2025, DSC01365
First Light - The first sunlight over Yosemite national Park looking donw Yosemite Vallye from Tunnel View - Copyright 2015 Martyn Phillips, M4Photo.
Tunnel View over Yosemite National Park is a favorite with tourists and photographers and for that reason we arrived very early to make the most of this amazing location. The night was clear and very cold but we were presented with a lovely sun flare as the sun crept up over the mountains surrounding the valley.
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Same place, different day, double the joy. :-) took her today to experience her first Fall. She loved the leaves, the acorns, and climbing on the log! Thank you, {PixChick} www.flickr.com/photos/mseminem/ for coming with us!
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First try with my EOS Kiss Digital X (Japan version),which is known outside Japan as the EOS Rebel XTi.I worked it out manual focus.
Hope its not that bad....(^-^)
Babies first swim lesson, and the chick between the legs of the Dad was the one most reluctant.
Thank you for visiting and have a great week.
The Hagen Open-air Museum (LWL-Freilichtmuseum Hagen – Westfälisches Landesmuseum für Handwerk und Technik; English: "LWL Open-air Museum Hagen – Westphalian State Museum for Craft and Technics") is a museum at Hagen in the southeastern Ruhr area, North Rhine-Westphalia, Germany. It was founded, together with the Detmold Open-air Museum, in 1960, and was first opened to the public in the early 1970s. The museum is run by the Landschaftsverband Westfalen-Lippe (LWL, regional authority for Westphalia and Lippe within North Rhine-Westphalia). It lies in the Hagen neighbourhood of Selbecke south of Eilpe in the Mäckingerbach valley.
The open-air museum brings a bit of skilled-trade history into the present, and it takes a hands-on approach. On its grounds stretching for about 42 ha, not only are urban and rural trades simply "displayed" along with their workshops and tools, but in more than twenty of the nearly sixty rebuilt workshops, they are still practised, and interested visitors can, sometimes by themselves, take part in the production.
As early as the 1920s, there were efforts by a group of engineers and historical preservationists to preserve technological monuments for posterity. The initiator, Wilhelm Claas, even suggested the Mäckingerbach valley as a good place for a museum to that end. The narrow valley was chosen, as wind, water and wood were the three most important location factors for industry in the 18th and 19th centuries.
In 1960, the Westphalian Open-Air Museum was founded, and thirteen years later, the gates opened to the public. Unlike most open-air museums, which show everyday life on the farm or in the country as it was in days gone by, the Hagen Open-Air Museum puts the history of these activities in Westphalia in the fore. From the late 18th century through the early years of the Industrial Revolution to the highly industrialized society emerging in the early 20th century, the visitor can experience the development of these trades and the industry in the region.
Crafts and trades demonstrated at the Westphalian Open-Air Museum include ropemaking, smithing, brewing, baking, tanning, printing, milling, papermaking, and much more. A favourite attraction is the triphammer workshop shown in the image above. Once the hammer is engaged, a craftsman goes to work noisily forging a scythe, passing it between the hammer and the anvil underneath in a process called peening.
The Hagen Westphalian Open-Air Museum is open from March or April until October.
Been in the Kalahari for a week now and this is the first time I have managed to get the internet to work, it's really pretty bad. Been really busy training but managed to take my camera out a few times. Hopefully I can upload some more and maybe even get a blog post sometime soon.
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Three young buns hopping about in the long grasses in Dunham Park this morning. This one definitely looked a little wide eyed.
First Leicester 33693 (SN12 AGX) passes through Willoughby, Warwickshire, with the evening BHX3 service to Coventry.728th April 2023.